.. um such an activity”“Activity?!” I exclaimed, “you mean a hand job! You don’t need to program anything! The same squeezing that these two...hands do on the shoulders or arms or legs, let them do it on my penis!”Sandy took a moment to think about it while staring through her glasses at my face. I can see through her big blue eyes that she’s thinking intensely not just with the technicality of my request but also with emotions and desires. I’ve always fantasized Sandy but didn’t know how to tell. The event had started with a ceremony honoring Saran gods and was now well underway.Both Alice and her friend had dressed in traditional Saran female costume, complete with wigs, makeup and revealing dresses of translucent white fabric.The lounge was packed, everyone off duty seemed to be there. That the ship was currently sitting on a plane of an alien planet mattered little to the daily shipboard routines.Everyone knew that Nefertiti Elfiatra was the daughter of the Saran Queen, but aboard. That and the incompetence of the previous President and government, you know. Remember the Yellow Vests? Enough said. Maybe he should have spent less time instituting the Swedish Model regarding sex work and cracking down on wolf whistles, more time improving the everyday conditions of regular French folks.“That’s just this man’s opinion, but this man happens to be Deputy Commissar of the Law Courts, so, well, it means something, doesn’t it?” William asserted, feeling nothing but scorn for. Johnson often invited me to watch porno videos with him. Over the next few months, Mr. Johnson introduced me to many different types of video. He showed me scenes with mild bondage, where the woman was tied to the bed and blindfolded. He even showed me a few films where the woman had sex with three or more men at once. Most of the videos, however, included very old men and young women. For the next 6 months, I regularly visited Mr. Johnson after school. We would drink lemonade and watch pornos.